We finally had a salsa night. The tomatos were teasing me for weeks, and then they all got ripe all at once. We even had a southridge friend there to have it with us. Some of you might remember Naomi Frandsen who lived right below Jenny for a year when we were at the Southridge ward. Then I think she was in the same ward as Jared and maybe Warren while she was in DC. Well it wasn't really a salsa night since it wasn't really salsa- it was more like a fresh non-cooked spaghetti sauce, but it was close enough. If anyone is in town this Friday night, I think we're going to make some real salsa, with everything fresh from the garden except the limes.
A 73 year old farmer from the ward gave me a tomato from his garden yesterday. It was huge. I tasted it, and it was nice but it was actually kind of bland, more like a store bought (a very good store bought). He's the kind a farmer who believes in fertilizer, and lots of it, which is not a bad thing usually though I think I've inadvertantly discovered (more due to our poverty than anything else) that less fertilizer on certain crops like tomatos might not make them grow as large, but the taste is incredible. Its like each tomato is alloted only a certain amount of taste at the beginning of it's life, and the bigger it grows the more diffused that taste becomes, until you get the huge monstrous tomatos that are just bland mush. Now, there are certain things that I wouldn't mind if they were bigger and milder- like my onions, which are more powerful than I prefer, but I would rather have my tomatos bursting with flavor, even if they are smaller.
Which reminds me, I've taken pictures of the garden for 4 weeks now meaning to put up my garden journal posts, but we've just been busy. Work, school, baby, scout camp, girls camp, etc...
Anyhoo, if you're within a few hundred miles of Sandy on Friday, make sure you come to salsa night. I'll take pictures.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Salsa Night
Posted by Nick at 10:25 PM
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Hmm. Maybe it'd be worth it to make the trip for Nick's salsa. Let's see, if driving, I'd have to leave Thursday night....
Ok, so I jumped the gun. I made the salsa last night. It was GOOOOOOOD!!!!
If you send me a self addressed stamped envelope, I'll pour in a few ladles full, seal it up and send it off right away.
Just a note- every time I see the word "salsify" (its a type of herb) I immediately think of the two words salsa, and testify, which makes me think I've discovered a new word for making, enjoying, and talking about salsa. Does this mean I have a salsimony?
"Salsify" sounds like a verb just by itself, one that should be used often. e.g. "Jenny, I think those tortilla chips need to be salsified." Reminds me of "reversify". Wasn't there a Simpson's episode where the hillbillies said something like,
"What's a mir-ror?"
"It's a fancy city-folk term for a reversifyin' glass."
So, is all the salsa gone already or is salsa night still on for tonight?
Still lots of salsa. Though if you come over we might have to make it a short salsa night- we still have to pack for our Seattle trip tomorrow and I completely forgot about that when I announced salsa night.
Okay, well maybe we should do it when you get home from Seattle.
What Morgan is saying is feel free to make us salsa any time you're available.
Hey, we're back. (Al, that was me saying to you "we're available and desperately need non-family contact as we've reached our familial fun saturation point").
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